When my son started school, one of his “teachers” suggested that we teach him to use a keyboard because she didn’t have any confidence that he’d ever learn to write with a pencil. He was little and hyper and had … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: June 2016
I talked with a woman out on the route yesterday who’d had, what sounded like, a pretty horrific bicycling accident a while back. She was limping pretty badly and her wrist was torqued in a weird way, and when I … Continue reading
My Jeep quit running at the bottom of the hill yesterday and wouldn’t run again. That’s a bugger. It’s a bugger when everyone (seemingly…..more on that later) who could help me was busy. It’s a bugger, too, because the cellphone service is … Continue reading
OK. If things start to seem like they’re falling apart on the potty side of your life….let’s say, you stop somewhere to use the facilities and it seems like there might be an issue, that something isn’t quite up to … Continue reading
Help me to not be ungrateful. That’s a good prayer to pray in a gravel driveway, out by the porta potty that we’ve rented to take some of the discomfort out of a messed up septic system. I called the … Continue reading
Watched a documentary about Jaco Pastorius last night. Man. What a musician. What a tragic story. Check out Netflix…it’s streaming now. … Continue reading
This is the breed we’ve chosen to be our family dog. We don’t have any sheep….we don’t have any chickens….we don’t have any goats. He’ll have to guard children for a while. The Great Pyrenees is an amazing breed….and this … Continue reading
This is so beautiful to see this. My daughter is going to be an engineer….and to see another young woman actively pursuing something like this is a lot of fun. We don’t push our limits….and we limit the range of … Continue reading
We rented our first porta potty today. We didn’t do it just so that I could cross an item off my bucket list. We did it because the leach field has failed and the tank is filling up and we … Continue reading
All these words, like so many seemingly directionless birds, filling the air, flying home. I worked as a DJ for a while, mostly, I think, because the station I worked at needed someone to fill a slot in time, and … Continue reading